Dre, my other LJ.
Now, I am in no way depressed. Let me get that straightened out. A better term I would use is “robot” (also see “Bicentennial Man”). Lately I’ve been in this mechanical, emotionless mood, where I can’t make decisions and I can’t stick with one thing for more than a few months. This is turning into one big profession rant. I haven’t been able to decide on one thing. Let’s rewind, and take a look at my hopes.
Late 2004 - Early 2005: Writer/Director (I can’t write well at all)
Early 2005 - Mid 2006: Photographer (I’ve seriously been questioning my passion and ability)
Mid 2006 - Current: Music Production (I’m in no way experienced)
Who knows what it’ll be next. Space Cowboy? Bull Rider? Nascar Driver? Chip’n’dale? Check back with me around December and I can guarantee you that it’ll be something new and updated.
In conclusion, I guess I’m just afraid. I’m afraid that I won’t succeed, that in 20 years I’ll end up sitting at this computer watching my friends grow up and have children with 2 story houses, while I’m single with a job at Bennigan’s, being a burden to my parents. Either that, or I’m just a teenager.
Late 2004 - Early 2005: Writer/Director (I can’t write well at all)
Early 2005 - Mid 2006: Photographer (I’ve seriously been questioning my passion and ability)
Mid 2006 - Current: Music Production (I’m in no way experienced)
Who knows what it’ll be next. Space Cowboy? Bull Rider? Nascar Driver? Chip’n’dale? Check back with me around December and I can guarantee you that it’ll be something new and updated.
In conclusion, I guess I’m just afraid. I’m afraid that I won’t succeed, that in 20 years I’ll end up sitting at this computer watching my friends grow up and have children with 2 story houses, while I’m single with a job at Bennigan’s, being a burden to my parents. Either that, or I’m just a teenager.